Valkyrie Chapter 3: Valkyrie On High, a kim possible fanfic

AN: Sorry for the wait, my muse hasn't been helping lately. Thank you to those who reviewed, I hope you keep enjoying the story as we head into the best part... the Valkyrie draws her sword. Don't own Kim Possible. The Valkyrie and her two 'hunting dogs' are of my own creation.

Chapter 3: Valkyrie On High

Ron adjusted the autopilot, setting the plane up for a quick descent from orbit as he rejoined the conversation Kim and her folks were having with Wade on how best to stop Drakken. They were all looking at a projection of Drakken's island fortress... Fortress being an understatement, more like immobile battleship.

"I think we have a major problem Ron." Wade began as he saw Ron approach, furiously typing on his keyboard. "Drakken has sent up some drones in a standing air patrol, with the addition of those we have over 100 targets total not including the final strike on the rail guns. I know you want to do as much damage as possible on your first pass but Valkyrie can only handle so many targets at one run, plus we have to be careful of the reactors Drakken is using." The worry in his voice was apparent, if they did not do all the damage on the first run over the target, the second run would become infinitely more dangerous as the defenses that remained would be so spooked as to fire at anything.

Ron seemed unconcerned as he looked over some readings.

"I've set us up for a quick de-orbit and I've upped the inertial dampers to max," he took a quick look around to make sure everyone was floating near the floor, "Valkyrie... re-engage gravity inducers." Everyone was back on their feet and looking at Ron as he went over to the screen and looked over the diagrams of the lair once more... He saw what Wade was talking about, there were just too many targets to take out in one pass with Valkyrie herself... Think outside the box Ron!

"You have airborne targets, fixed and hardened ground targets and mobile ground targets all over that island, I do not see how we can do better than two carrier air wings even with the weapons we have." James stated with a strong tone, he didn't like the thoughts of taking down the island at this point, it didn't look winnable... But ANYTHING is possible for a Possible, right? His mind asked itself.

Ron continued to sit in his command chair in silence, eyes closed, forming his thoughts, remembering what the Valkyrie could and could not do and what the weapons defending the lair could and could not do.

Minutes passed.

"Ron... Captain Stoppable... snap out of it, what are we going to do?" Kim was shaking his shoulder now, for once she was worried that Drakken may have won the day.

Ron held up a hand and asked for quiet... his eyes snapped open.

"I set the auto systems to put us at 80,000 feet in an orbit over West Virginia, well outside of what Drakken should be able to track, or at least outside of what he can shoot at." Ron finally stated, it was not what those around him were waiting for.

"Do we actually have a plan that does not involve us getting killed and Drakken taking over North America!" Kim sputtered in a near hysterical voice.

"So not the drama, KP, the shields will take any punishment Drakken can dish out at us if we want to just go in and hammer away as they fire at us, but I don't want to touch off an explosion or meltdown in the reactors that power the rail gun, the lair is still close to major cities and weather patterns could carry fallout hundreds of miles, this has to be a precision strike." Ron stated before turning to the vidscreen and staring at Wade Load.

"What about the Berserkers?" Ron stated simply.

"Are you out of your mind Ron?" Wade exploded, his face turning red... he couldn't believe what his friend had just asked.

Anne had never seen the normally easygoing Wade Load react like that... "Berserkers? Weren't those warriors who carried home attacks fiercely, unconcerned for their own well being? What does this have to do with what's going on?" She asked, staring at Ron.

Before Wade could say anything else Ron began, "The Berserkers are UCAV's... Uninhabited Combat Air Vehicles... There are two mounted on the rear of the Valkyrie's fuselage near the engines, normally they just look like a few extra bumps, but when launched they become two fully armed and shielded fighters, each one about half as powerful as the Valkyrie herself in terms of missile and particle weapons, the missile magazines on them are limited and there is no bomb bay. The shields on them aren't as good as those we have. Each one can handle multiple targets, all types..." Ron trailed off.

"Ok, there is a catch to all of this." Anne stated, remembering Wade's reaction to the mere mention of the Berserkers.

"SHEGO!" Came the shout of a truly demented soul, "Get down here, we have to make another threat, 30 minutes and we destroy Dallas!"

"You have a large pair of rail guns pointed at the place, kinda hard for them not to take the hint!" Shego exclaimed as she rolled her eyes for what seemed the umpteenth time that day. She was quite happy with this plan so far, after taking a beating from the Princess and Monkey Boy lately this finally had the ability to come through. Shego had thoroughly enjoyed humbling the pride of the US military as they fell before the weapons defending the island, memories of all those beat downs she had been given faded as she reveled in today's fun. Her lips twisted into an evil grin, now lets see Kimmie and Ronnie try something.

"The catch is that the programming on the Berserkers is not the final version, the whole concept of the UCAV's was a late addition to the design of the Valkyrie. The whole premise of them was that you assign them targets and they then use every weapon they have to destroy them no matter what the cost to the unit itself... just like a Berserker." Ron gave the answer those around him were waiting for.

"Like you said Ron the programming is not yet final, the units still have a nasty habit of going nuts on everything once they run out of assigned targets. They aren't ready for use yet and I stand by that." Wade interjected.

"Wade, every test we ran on them so far had them fully autonomous. With Kim's mother and father here they can do a partial manual control on them and eliminate the issues we had in testing, right?" Ron asked, hoping this held the solution.

The young technical genius was lost in thought for what seemed like hours but in reality was only minutes as he hammered away on his keyboards. With a smile he looked up, "It'll work, I've made some small modifications to the programming to allow a full manual override, basically it will allow Mrs. Dr. Possible and Mr. Dr. Possible to do a manual disengagement of combat mode and let the Berserkers orbit outside the combat zone and then engage the auto redocking feature. You'll have to connect the two spare control headsets to the front two passenger seats."

Ron's voice dripped determination, "Lets get to work, we have less than thirty minutes now."

With fifteen minutes left on the clock until the deadline everyone strapped in tight, Ron had said that the inertial dampers and grav inducers would be working at reduced levels to divert more power to the shields and weapons. Anne and James now wore holographic interface helmets and gloves like Ron, Kim was still wearing her monitor helmet as she worked with Wade to feed targeting information to Ron and monitor the electronic countermeasures station.

"Final check, are we ready?" Ron spoke with authority.

"Go." Kim stated in concert with Wade.

"Go." Anne squeaked, feeling very nervous... I'm a doctor and this is an operation and in an operation I am always in control. With that thought she felt a wave of determination wash over her.

"Go." James uttered as he tried to comprehend what they were about to do.

At that Ron let his hands fall to the stick and throttles and let the plane fly into a graceful Immelman turn putting them on a course straight at the lair at a higher altitude. His hands traced over the holographic controls running through checklists and making sure of the route they were now on... Drakken will have us on his screens anytime now, better get ready.

"We are going to launch the Berserkers, ready Drs. P?"

"Berserker One, ready." Anne snapped, fully in doctor mode, cool and calm.

"Berserker Two, ready." James spoke.

"Going auto separate on Berserkers in... 4... 3... ready... steady... detach." His fingers deftly moved on the holographic controls, initiating the decoupling sequence.

There was a series of identical thuds on each side of the airframe as the locks disengaged from the two drones and the engines on both pushed off, pulling up and out to increase the separation between the aircraft and come into formation.

"Berserker One is clear and holding position to the left, now under automatic control and ready to accept targeting instructions." Anne spoke.

"Berserker Two is the same to the right," echoed James, "how long 'til Drew knows we're coming?"

"We're very close to his radar horizon, any moment now."

Shego was observing the sensors at that moment and caught the bleep as a group of new radar contacts appeared coming down from the north directly at them.

"Drakken we have company!"

"Is it the military again? You know I have to oversee the final charging of the rail guns, deal with them Shego!" The electrical whine in the background was growing as the time to fire counter dropped a minute at a time.

"It's three contacts Dr. D, one large and two small coming in at Mach 1... 90,000 feet and descending, coming right at us. Designating them 'Raid1'. Weird energy readings coming from them... get over here and look at this or you'll find out how a cookie feels when your mama bakes 'em!" She punctuated the demand with a short burst of plasma to the feet of her boss... who came running once he realized how brown a cookie gets.

Drakken was intrigued by this, moving across the lair to the defensive weapons panel he looked at the readouts. "Hmm, the recognition computer says they're not anything known to be in the US or Canadian arsenals. For once you're right, " He cringed as he saw a green flare of light out of the corner of his eye, "the power output those objects have is phenomenal, we can't get a sure read on the planes at all with the scanners, its like all three objects are shielded... no matter, in ten minutes we fire and make the continent tremble! Activate the defensive weapons and knock them out of the sky." He turned on his heels without another word to his green skinned assistant.

After blowing a raspberry at the departing form of her boss Shego reached down and flipped a switch, alarms sounded all across the island and inside the lair, henchmen ran to their posts. "Time to have some fun, weapons free!"

The holographic ECM displays on the Valkyrie were now screaming for Kim's attention, the symbology and alarms showed that they were being tracked, "They have us Ron, system says its a S-300V / SA-12a Gladiator SAM system, we're getting hit by the 9S15 'Bill Board' surveillance radar now but we're still outside of the targeting envelope, max range for the 9M82 SA-12a Gladiator missile is supposed to be 90km according to the literature put out by Rosvooruzheniye."

"Gezhundheit," replied the other four as one.

"Jinx, you all owe me sodas... and it wasn't a sneeze, Rosvooruzheniye is the name of the Russian company that designs and builds the SA-12a Gladiator system."

"Oh, ok... I've learned my bit for the day then." Ron spoke.

"As I was saying," Kim continued, "we don't know what modifications Drakken made to the weapons after he bought them, the pilots who made it back to the carriers said that the missiles seemed to fly a bit further than advertised and were more maneuverable. They also described some kind of green glowing fireballs... which sounds like Shego and a boatload of antiaircraft fire, probably modified ZSU-23-4 Shilkas since Drakken seems to be on a Russian arms kick."

Wade broke in on the discussion at this point, "They have you on radar and I'm also detecting some kind of scanning beam coming from the lair trying to fight through the shields, don't worry it can't, so they know something is coming but they don't know what yet."

Ron thought about this information for a minute then spoke. "I think it's soon time for us to speak up and let Drewbie know we're here."

"Incoming transmission from the contacts designated 'Raid1'." Yelled one of the goons manning the communications system.

"Well, what are you waiting for! Put it on speakers, lets hear it!" Yelled Drakken.

A crackle was heard from the lair PA system as the transmission was patched through, "Dr. Whack job, Paging Dr. Whack job... oops sorry I mean Drewbie, Green Babe... you two there?" The words made both villains look up in unconcealed rage until they identified the voice, then it sent chills down their spines... it was Stoppable.

The view screen on the wall of the lair flickered with static then was replaced by the image of Ron and Kim and what Drakken could swear was Kim Possible's parents!

"Oh, there you are. I'm glad we were able to hack your security cams from this distance. We're aboard the Valkyrie approaching your position and demand your surrender in the name of Global Justice."

Feeling some confidence return Shego let her anger form her words, "Oh look its Kimmie and her Monkeyboy, and she brought her parents along! What are they scared you two will breed if they leave you alone for a minute?"

Drakken was laughing by this time, "We took out the pride of the US Military! You and three planes think you'll make a dent!"

Ron was the one to respond, "No actually its the Valkyrie, which is the larger contact on your screens, my own personal plane, and two Berserker combat drones... and as to why we're here? That's simple, justice. Stoppable out." With that the image disappeared from the screen.

Shego and Drakken looked at each other in shock, they had visited death and destruction on a city, now it seemed to be coming back to them.

Drakken was the first to speak, "He said combat drones Shego..."

"Time for targets folks, keep the Berserkers on standby for now, we'll do the first strikes with the missiles on the Valkyrie and send the drones in after the flak tracks and SAM launch vehicles, first shots will all be made at max range which is anytime now, since we are still a good ways out. I want the top cover fighters he has snuffed and all the SAM radars down too." Ron stated as he began to designate targets on the large map display in front of him with angry red cross hairs. "Wade, do we have a fix on the radars that aren't up right now? If I know Shego she's smart enough to have left some sitting powered down so we'll miss them."

"You're right and I found them all, transmitting the info to the map now Captain Stoppable!" Wade sign-songed as more red cross hairs appeared on the map display.

"So we have 24 initial targets, four drones in the CAP, four 'Bill Board' surveillance radars, four 'High Screen' sector scan radars and twelve 'Grill Pan' guidance radars. I'll be firing six missiles from each tube." Ron explained to everyone as he brought the launchers to full readiness.

"How many missiles do we have total?" James asked.

"The rotary magazines hold eight each, the single magazine on each Berserker is the same, no worries on that though because after we get in close we'll be using the particle beam emitter strips." Ron explained turning slightly to face Mr. Dr. Possible.

Wade's image appeared before Ron in a holoscreen, "Everything is set Ron, targets are locked and all systems are ready, squeeze the trigger twenty-four times to start this." To Wade this was all like the biggest video game ever, until he remembered the promise he had made with Ron about never having to use the weapons on the Valkyrie and why they had to this night. His eyes clouded and his voice calmed and became quiet, "Just get them before they can fire again."

Ron took a moment to settle in the pilots seat, adjusting his helmet and gloves he let his mind come to its center, meditating for a short moment before snapping his eyes open.

"Firing," His hand was on the side stick, his finger flipped off the guard and moved to the trigger and squeezed, "One, two, three, four..."

Everyone on the plane and even Wade in his room sat transfixed by the sound of Ron's cool, calm voice counting off the flicks of the trigger as the missiles flew from beneath them, the holographic interface making them appear from nowhere as they flew like electronic kamikazes into the night sky.

"We have inbound weapons! They just went hypersonic, Mach 5 and accelerating... heading right for us, 24 contacts!" Came the words of a henchman manning the radar console. "It looks like they're gunning for the air patrol and all our SAM radars." He spoke to Shego who was hovering over him and his console.

"Stoppable isn't messing around. How long on those missiles?" Shego yelled as she leapt over to Drakken and ran to the goons manning the defensive systems.

"Seconds ma'am." The goon responded... I wonder if I'll even live long enough to see the cheque from this job bounce.

"Make sure all the robot ZSU-23-4's are aimed in that general direction, they're all we may have left in a few minutes... keep the radars on them off for now though!" Shego screamed her orders as she made her way over to her employer. "Drakken! We got issues, the weapons they got are better than anything the military threw at us and they stand a good chance of breaking through. Can we use that scanner of yours to target for the SA-12's?"

"Yes, but why did I buy all those radar sets you wanted if we have to do that!" Drakken screamed in frustration.

The lair was suddenly rocked by a number of powerful explosions... lights flickered and alarms rang out as systems went off line.

Shego grabbed Drakken by the collar, "Because Stoppable and Kimmie just wiped all those radars out! It looked like they were gunning for the aerial drones too so we have no air cover right now and we're down to AAA for air defense. So if you want your guns to be around to let you be ruler of North America I suggest you connect your sensors to the remaining SAM launchers!"

The normally blue Drakken looked almost pale with rage, "I'll get them two kids yet! Shego! Monitor the charge on the rail gun capacitors, when they are at max we can fire, should be about 5 minutes from now!"

"For once Dr. D you're right, now get cracking!" Shego yelled behind her as she ran for the control platform between the two massive rail guns.

"All good hits, sensors are showing all 24 targets destroyed, we're getting close to 100 kms out, should we raise shields?" Kim said as she studied the sensor and navigation displays.

Ron's fingers moved to one of the control panels floating in his vision and tapped a few buttons, "Done, Drs. P do the same on the Berserkers. We'll be uploading targeting data to them now and then setting them loose on the flak tracks and the remaining SAM launchers plus any ground defenses the sensors have picked up."

"Done," James and Anne said as one.

Wade's face appeared in front of everyone, "I've finished the targeting packages for Berserkers 1 and 2, I can upload them now and then Drs. Possible you then have to engage the automatic controls for the attack run."

"Do it, we have to clear the way for the GJ strike team to come in and collect Drakken and Shego when we're finished." Ron commanded as he opened the data links to the drones.

"Uplink showing stable, download in progress... and complete. The UCAV's have their targets, you can activate them anytime." Wade explained.

"Anne, prepare to initiate autonomous combat mission program one on Berserker 1 on my mark." Ron called.

"She selected the program from the list of options on the holographic control panel for the drone and turned to Ron, "Ready."

"James, prepare to initiate autonomous combat mission program two on Berserker 2 on my mark." Ron spoke over his shoulder.

"Ready Captain," James said, his finger hovering over the initiate button.

"3... 2... 1... MARK!" Ron yelled as two initiate buttons were pressed and the Berserkers rocketed forward and dove at the island. "Now our turn begins, the combat missions have the drones sweeping the east and west sides of the island and hitting all the marked targets. Once they have finished which should take about 4-5 minutes we'll make them orbit just off the island in case we need 'em again. We will start in on the island now because by the time we get there the drones will have taken a lot of the AAA down making for a smoother ride in to the lair itself."

A warning flashed on one of the holo-panels in front of Kim, "That sensor is sweeping us and the Berserkers again," a sharp alarm sounded and the whole ECM panel began to glow an angry red, "We have launches, multiple launches! System says they are all SA-12a's, looks like 4... no 6 after us and about 4 gunning for each drone!" Kim looked over at Ron with a worried expression... he told us the shields will protect us, but I'd rather not have found out first hand!

"Drakken must have reconfigured his sensors to guide the SAMs. He probably had a few launcher units without guidance radars hidden around the island, no matter though because the shields will shrug this off, same for the drones." Ron shrugged, unconcerned.

"The missiles have lock... climbing to altitude. We have four hits on each drone!" Yelled the jubilant henchman as he pounded his fist on the console in happiness... I might get to bounce that cheque yet! "The final six are heading in on the main contact now identified as the Valkyrie... we have hits!"

Cheers rose up from the henchmen around the room, Drakken pumped his blue fist in victory, even Shego found herself smiling.

A loud alarm burned through the noisy celebration.

The henchman shook as he realized what his sensor display was telling him, "THEY'RE STILL COMING!"

Mass panic erupted, hours earlier everyone had been riding high on the feelings that came from accomplishing some truly evil deeds. They had destroyed a city, they had humbled the pride of the U.S. Military, and only seconds before they had thought Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable dead. The sensor displays showed everyone how wrong the last assumption had been.

The large video display on the far wall of the screen showed the drones and the Valkyrie still on the sensors, still coming straight in... and the sensors couldn't find a scratch on them.

"Activate the Shilkas NOW!" Shego screamed at the goons as she snapped out of her own funk... while they're still in one piece.

The yell from the green skinned amazon brought the henchmen to their senses quickly, they knew the consequences of ignoring her will. Hands flew to controls, around the outside of the lair large tracked vehicles sprouting four 23 mm guns from their turrets began moving out, covering the twin rail guns with a hail of cannon rounds.

Berserker 2 was a cold killing machine, plain and simple. The various armored vehicles, SAM launch trucks and tanks that sat arrayed on the island elicited no joy, no glee in the silicon heart that drove it. It had been programmed to destroy, missiles lashed out from it's rotary launcher headed for bunkers arrayed on the beach before it. The data on board said each held a small death ray, the power of the explosions that the flight system corrected for seemed to confirm this. Four T-80UM tanks manned by synthodrones lay behind the bunkers, the computer on the drone activated it's particle beams, one for each tank at an intensity its memory knew would crack the armor on the former Russian tank wide open, the beam struck and the result was not as the computer predicted. The system was a thinking computer though and simply doubled the power coming from the strip emitters to each beam, seconds later it was able to record the demise of four more targets.

A steady stream of slugs from a 23 mm cannon on a ZSU-23-4 Shilka began impacting the sheilds on the Berserker as it made it's way 'feet dry' onto the island and started wholesale destruction. The strip emitters on the drone could send out eight concentrated particle beams at once, all at full power and the computer systems on board did not see any of them wasted. A sharp stream of energy tore the AAA tank in half, it's ammunition and fuel leaping forth in an explosion soon joined by many others. Both Berserkers continued their mission, they moved with grace and power, dealing death with every move.

"Drakken! How long until the guns can fire?" Shego called to her employer as he scrambled over the controls to his twin super weapons.

"Still three minutes! Can't we hold them off a bit longer?" He asked sheepishly.

Shego just glared at him, causing all henchmen that could see her to cover themselves in self defense, "Considering over half of our weapons are gone? I'd say no! That plane of theirs is only seconds away and nothing we have has stopped it yet..." Shego appeared deep in thought for a moment, then her face split into a wide grin, "Time to see how his plane likes green plasma! Have those guns ready to fire Dr. D! I'm going out to fry me some heroes!" Shego ran from the lair.

Ron watched the feeds from both Berserkers with a slight detachment, he knew a small part of that detachment was from all those years of playing video games. Controlling machines as they destroyed wide swaths of computerized terrain that looked as real as life.

Seeing machines Wade and he had developed do such destruction ate at him more though, but he knew why this was all necessary... two people could not leave well enough alone, Blue Boy and Green Babe needed to be locked away.

"Those Shilkas are dropping like flies! The ECM system is having a hard time keeping the threat screen accurate as they go down." Kim observed from her position, breaking through Ron's thoughts as Valkyrie raced towards the center of the island lair.

Ron spoke over his shoulder to the elder Possibles, "How are the Berserkers doing?"

Anne responded for the both of them, "The program is about half done, the section of island facing us is clear."

"Time to move in then, I have some targets marked to go first in the middle of the island then we move in on the main lair." Ron declared, the plan clear in his mind.

James spoke up at this, "What's the plan for disabling the rail guns Ron? We can't blast the lair with a few missiles due to the reactors sitting in the west side, plus we want to capture Shego and Drew and the henchmen, not kill them."

"We're going to use the particle beams to melt down the rail gun tubes, with them bent and twisted by the heat they'll be completely useless to Drakken, the magnets will be all outta shape so he won't even be able to think about firing." Ron explained.

"Excellent plan Ronald, how about Drew? How are you going to keep him and Shego down?" James quizzed.

Ron's hand pushed the stick forward, sending the Valkyrie into a dive at the lair as he answered, "Remember I mentioned the Valkyrie has a number of non-lethal bombs on board. Well, one of them we call Slip n' Slide because when it drops it sprays an area about 100 feet in diameter with a super slippy film, you can't stand and movement of any kind is a near impossibility. We slag the barrels of the guns and then flip a Slip n' Slide through the open roof of the lair then GJ can come in."

Ron brought the Valkyrie down to 100 feet above the deck, slowing as he approached shore, the particle beams on the plane already cutting through armored vehicles, bunkers and synthodrones with ease. With all threats removed from the vicinity twin beams lanced out from the nose of the Valkyrie, concentrating on the twin gun barrels sticking out of the hole in the roof of the lair... Ron was reminded of that lair used by Blofeld in that Bond movie, You Only Live Twice.

The tubes began to glow as the focused energy caused them to heat, the guns drooped, then bent completely rendering them useless.

As the plane passed over the open top of the lair it's bomb bay doors snapped open and a single weapon painted bright yellow fell free, Ron spoke, "Bomb away!"

Inside the lair all watched astounded as the twin guns were destroyed moments before they were once again ready to fire, Drakken began screaming and ranting failing to notice the yellow shape falling from the sky into the depths of the lair. In fact he did not notice it at all until the wet, slick liquid expelled from the bomb case completely coated him from head to toe in one wave. His fist held high shaking in rage against his unseen but well known assailants he began to rant and rage violently until he promptly fell flat on his face, breaking his nose in the process.

Amongst the curses and grunts of henchmen attempting to stand and move if one were to have listened closely they would have heard the small and very meek sounding voice of Dr. Andrew 'Drakken' Lipsky utter one phrase... "I want my mommy!"

The main guns were down, Drakken was once again sucking his thumb and calling for his Mama. The drones had been sent to orbit just off the island, their tasks done well. Valkyrie swept the island for remaining trouble so GJ could swoop in and collect the "good" doctor... with a flash of green plasma they found the second fugitive...

"How do we deal with Shego's plasma blasts? They aren't penetrating our shields but she'll wreck the GJ VTOLs that are inbound, but we don't want to kill her." Kim spoke as she monitored the villainess on sensors.

Ron began to grin, "Remember when the tweebs left that split can of frozen shaving cream in your room KP?"

"Are you kidding? I'm still pulling that stuff out of places... ok, why is that suddenly important?" Kim suddenly looking at Ron with a curious expression as did her folks as they remembered the incident well.

"Well, Wade and I took inspiration from that prank, we developed another special non-lethal bomb. Wade calls it the Nerf 'cause of those foam filled balls, I prefer my name for it... Tweebs Revenge." The Valkyrie's weapons system responded to the touch of its commander as he selected the special purpose bomb, set up the targeting computer and wrenched the side stick around to make a run directly at the green villainess.

Shego stared wide eyed as the plane looped and turned towards her.

Here he comes, he's coming straight at me... no time to run... plasma blasts are doing NOTHING against that machine! Bomb bay doors are open... he's going to bomb me!

"I don't wanna die working for a Smurf casting call reject!" Shego yelled as the bomb arced towards her, the slight whistle breaking through the waves of fear that crashed within her...

THUD

She slowly opened her eyes to find a bomb casing impacted in the sand at her feet. Shego began to laugh maniacally.

"A DUD! The Monkey Master can't even get a fuse to work! Come down here so I can fry... your..."

She was cut off as a loud hiss began emanating from the 'bomb' at her feet, a number of small ports on the casing opened and a cloud of foam erupted, quickly covering the area in a sheet five feet thick and hardening before Shego could react.

As she struggled against the foam she glared at the plane climbing away from her at a rapid pace, "Get back here you banana brained buffoon, get me outta this goop!"

To her suprise the plane did turn around in a smart maneuver and come back to hover over her, Ron and Kim looking out the windows at her in the throes of a huge laughing fit. Ron's voice came from the plane, "Glad you like our special ordinance Shego. Wade and I worked hard on it... one thing though, Wade mentioned something about heat reflective particles in the foam, said if you powered up it might turn the foam into something like an easy bake oven... thought I should pass that info along to you... don't go anywhere!" Ron ended the transmission with a burst of laughter as he wheeled the plane around gaining altitude as he headed towards home with twin Berserkers flying in tight formation.

Shego glared at the departing plane and without thinking ignited her hands a bit...

"YYYEEEEEEOOOOOWWWWWWWCCCCHHHH... I'll get you for this Stoppable!"

AN: Just an epilogue left in this one folks... I hope everyone liked the combat scenes in this, I worked hard polishing them! Thanks for all the reviews, they are always welcome, both the good and the bad.

Next: Chapter 4: Epilogue